Sunday, September 11, 2011
Remembering 9/11: Ten Years Later
Today is officially the tenth anniversary of September 11, 2011. It explains the reason why I couldn't sleep last night. I was not only thinking about the tragic events, but I was also thinking about a few friends of mine, whose birthday is that day.
I was nine years old at the time. My birthday is always two weeks away from this day. I remember looking at the TV screen when the planes crashed into the towers. My parents were in the room with me at the time. My stepfather was cooking dinner and my mom was on the computer, getting some work done. I was the only person to notice the crash. The scenes kept replaying in my head over and over again. I don't know which network I was watching it on. It took me only fifteen minutes to realize that this was a tragedy.
I didn't know it was a terrorist attack at the time, but I did know this was a day I was going to remember forever. I saw numerous people crying on TV, and constant screams threw the audio. I was paying attention to every detail, as if I was one of those journalists already in New York. I kept a notebook with every piece of information I gathered about 9/11.
The one thing that stood out to me about the whole thing was that over 300 firefighters died that day. Now that I look back, those were true heroes right there. Courage and actions that those men did is something that I will never forget.
I will also like to take this opportunity to talk to the people who's birthday is this day. I just want you to know that I want you to enjoy this day, despite this date having a different history to it. I know 9/11 is very tragic, but I truly think it should not overshadow the celebration of the day that you were born.